Hello there! I’m Lela, the one who knows everything about this world by reading only the last passages of myths and collects all interesting knowledge!
And it’s because I only do that that I haven’t been promoted to high ranking mage yet. Not good not good.
“Look at this, Mars! We have something big here! Lovely ladies in swimsuits! Wonderful sight… Gehehe, I can’t get enough of it.”
“Why did you suddenly get possessed by a middle-aged man?”
Mars says something, but the purifying light of Iris and Till in their swimsuits leads me to not hear a thing.
“Gununu, Iris’ swimsuit is wonderful, but it’s truly a shame I didn’t get to see her tentacle scene. If only I wasn’t unconscious… This will shame this half elf for her whole life!”
“There’s a lot wrong with that. I don’t even know where to begin.”
I’m pointing at Iris and Till, who are playing in the sand.
“But since they’re both being sold on how neat and nice they are, their flavors end up overlapping and making both lose points. I guess I’d give them ninety-eight points. If this was a cooking battle, this point reduction would be the start of a comeback. The main character would chastise you for using too many good ingredients and neglecting to bring out the appeal of each individual ingredient.”
“Why are you treating them like food now?”
Well then, to successfully advance the beach event, we need to review its appeal.
The event where guys hit on girls → Hot guys appear! Wonderful! Hold me!
If we’re going to force this later, the most important beach event is sunscreen. Protecting girls’ white skin with cream made from the extract of coyoyo fruit.
Loyd said he likes tanned gals, but from an elf’s point of view, that would be like becoming a dark elf. A whole other race. It’d be like a heroine that’s neat and nice suddenly becoming a despot queen type dressed in bondage gear.
This could be the type of thing that twists the healthy dispositions of little girls, so for the sake of the peace of little girls all over the country, we need to apply sunscreen on Iris. I’m backed by sound theories.
“Hey, cool guy mage. I have a wonderful item here for you, so how about you give it a spin? You won’t regret it.”
“You just sound like an evil merchant peddling something that’s no good.”
Mumbles Mars.
“Wonderful item?”
Loyd sounds interested, so this is going well.
“Yes, sunscreen. You need to apply this on Iris’ skin to protect it from the sun.”
“She has Protection cast on her, so her skin is fine. It won’t be damaged.”
“I see. Get out of my sight.”
“Ah?”
After speaking angrily to Loyd, I go play in the water.
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After that, our beach events advance smoothly, including getting hit on by gaudy guys that like married women.
This went pretty well, considering it was the first time. I had a lot of fun too, so I’m very happy.
The one thing I didn’t count on was Loyd suddenly rushing to the bathroom. He ended up staying in there too.
It should be obvious that it’s because he chugged salty water.
I was pretty flustered when it happened. It was completely unforeseen, based on my data.
Are those the actions of a master rank mage? Well, master ranks are impossible to predict.
We return to the ryokan, which according to Loyd, has a hot spring. Just hearing that gets me excited.
“By the way Mars, is this a mixed bath?”
“Apparently not.”
“I see, so should I open a hole in the wall?”
“Not unless you want to be reported.”
Umumu, I’m not expecting any lucky pervert events then.
After stopping by the room, we go to the hot spring’s dressing room. Iris and Till undress, but being a girl myself means I can’t get too excited.
I think they have beautiful skin, but I feel more mature allure when they wrap the towels around their bodies.
Let’s take Till as an example. The white towel plus her tied hair really make her seem like a married lady.
Even a lady like me wants to netorare with her.
Iris still has some childishness to her, so I don’t get too worked up with her.
Also, the fact that it’s not a mixed bath is bringing me down.
Now that the moment a girl meets a guy and goes ‘kyaaaaa!’ has been taken away from me, I’m left with nothing.
Well, there’s still stuff like ‘Iris has a surprisingly large chest’ and ‘do you like Loyd, Iris? (dazed face)’, so I guess I can make do with that.
That’s what I’m thinking about in the changing room.
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